Unknown world.
"Teacher Li had always emphasized the role of the Nether, believing they were the driving force behind the world's operation, the supreme power hidden deep within nature. Yet there were still people in modern society inheriting such ancient superstitions. What we pursued was absolute matter. Absolute materialists feared nothing."
A few white clouds drifted through the azure sky. Gentle sunlight spilled down, and a breeze swept across the lush green lawn, carrying several dandelion seeds into the heavens.
With weather this beautiful, it was naturally the perfect season for an outing.
Over the weekend, a group of young men and women played by the lakeside. Some were fishing, some gathering firewood, some setting up pots to cook, while others held video cameras to record every moment of these vibrant, youthful classmates.
On a small hill nearby, several rebellious youths with bizarrely dyed hair had slipped away to loaf around.
With grass stems between their lips, they lay flat on their backs without a care in the world. Some had their eyes shut, contentedly enjoying life's beauty; others stared blankly at the sky, their eyes carrying the peculiar melancholy of their age, looking as though no one in the world understood them.
The discussion about Teacher Li came from these young people.
"It's all those officials peddling superstition. That's how he relied on that little bit of superstitious propaganda to become department head. What a corrupt society. This filthy world is beyond saving."
Without even opening his eyes, the boy, who seemed profoundly dissatisfied with the world, spoke indignantly.
"What age are we living in now? Science and technology are so advanced, yet that old fossil is still preaching his ancient philosophy. No one can prove the Nether exists, which means no one can prove he's wrong. That's his